"I wish that was an actual job that had been available when I was a teenager," Thomas mused. "I mean seriously, being paid for stuffing my face-"
Lena just patted his head and turned to Roxanna. "Best to let him daydream about food jobs for a little while. He likes you more than food too, he's just...unique." She shrugged as Thomas bit his lip and imagined the life of a pastry tester. "Yep. Unique."